Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He wears bulky pastel painted plate armor. He has no fur. His otherwise smooth face is marked with small tiny scars.

Personality: He loves justice and goodness and right action. Anyone who does not fulfill this criteria perfectly will no doubt get a lecture from him. He is the most sanctimonious self-righteous Tabaxi in existence. He has a cruel streak; something he gained from his previous mentor. He harbors resentment against his former mentor.

History: A powerful necromancer made him what he is. A gypsy cursed him at a young age, leading to his ugly appearance. He was betrayed by a partner and left for dead, teaching him a humbling lesson in trusting others.

Motivation: He's repulsed by the PC; and he doesn't get along with people that don't share his tastes

Ideals: Athletic, Justice. Flaws: Ugly, Antagonistic. Bonds: Mentor. Occupation: Junk Dealer

Voice: Italian accent

Possessions: 330 gp.

Description: He is a paragon of his species. He is larger and stronger than most Dwarves. His skin is dark but he possesses many green ritualistic tattoos. He is wearing the road beaten gear of a warrior. His red hair is slicked back into a classic pompadour. Judging by the bloodshot nature of his eyes and the massive bags underneath them one would imagine he has not slept for days.

Personality: He is almost excessively polite to everyone, even when angry. He is able to fit into much smaller and tighter spaces than normal.

History: Thradal was born the youngest of three triplets. His family was turned out during the war. He and his family wandered south to less war torn lands. He was granted druidic powers by his dying sister.

Motivation: Marry his sister to traveling adventurers; and to fight the greatest warriors and to fight in the greatest battles ever

Ideals: Fighting, Gifted. Flaws: Insomniac, Shy, PTSD. Bonds: Family. Occupation: Bather

Voice: Old Prospector

Possessions: 60 gp.

Description: He stands about 5'6" and wears a robe, a symbol of strength around his neck, and a kukri on his belt. His right hand appears badly burned and disfigured. His silver hair is cut jaggedly and amateurishly. He has a very pronounced jaw and large eyebrows. He wears rectangular glasses with silver brims.

Personality: He does not care much for physical appearances, nor does he care much for other people. He does however care about what he wants and getting it. He is a ruthless business man, a trait he acquired from his father.

History: He was born several months after his father was called into army service. His father was a soldier and died while he was still young. Bernard was left his father's suit of armor and trained in its use and care. Recently a tribe of gnolls attacked the village and all able bodies who could hold a blade were quickly armed and sent to the walls. Bernard fought at the side of some of the regions greatest heroes but was never overshadowed.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Fighting, Entrepeneur. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military. Occupation: Barber

Voice: Slurs words

Possessions: 2000 cp.

Description: A man with a friendly, welcoming air about him, he wears a simple burlap shirt and baggy pants. He conceals his pickaxe with his veritable burlap sack of a shirt. His black hair is matted, messy, and big. His eyes are a pleasant hazel.

Personality: He goes out his way to put a smile on everyone's face. There's no-one he won't accept into his heart. A true patriot, Fonkin would do anything for his country. He is fiercely protective of his fellow citizens and foreign allies.

History: Gifted from a young age, Fonkin studied abroad. From there he went from mercenary job to mercenary job. He was recently attacked on the road and savagely beaten by bandits.

Motivation: He wants nothing more than to rejoin the army.

Ideals: Optimist, Gifted. Flaws: Ugly. Bonds: Military, Adventurer. Occupation: Dilettante

Voice: Russian accent

Possessions: 100 gp. Red-brown spinel (120 gp). 4 Holy water.

Description: He is a small man, but exceptionally fit. He is dressed in a clean yellow cloak covering his clean studded leather. His hair is chestnut and very short. His blue eyes peer out from beneath his feathered yellow hat.

Personality: He is very quiet and rarely speaks above a whisper. He is afraid of women and trembles around them

History: He served in the navy to pay for his family's outstanding loans. When Halimath reached his early adolescence his Half-Elf father passed away. Feeling disconnected from the small nearby village afterwards, he decided to travel. His rounds led him into the Army with a few individuals who would become his life-long companions. He has gone from town to town working and never settling down anywhere, but has fallen for a local Bricklayer. He hasn't told them the truth, but wants to settle down with them.

Motivation: He made a deal with a demon which lead to his current lot in life, and he's becoming increasingly nervous about it; and he wants to get laid

Ideals: Athletic. Flaws: Shy. Bonds: Military, Has a crush, Debt. Occupation: Shepherd

Voice: Speaks fast with a slight lisp

Possessions: 100 gp. Azurite (9 gp). Silver pearl (140 gp).